Your Place or Mine?

In an ephemeral moment of celluloid certainty, one guy muttered, “My life’s been just a bunch of outtakes.”

When someone asks, “Your place or mine?” you best first ascertain if they’re from the same universe as you.

To worry about being hurt is to be hurt.

In many places
the daily specia
l is always
yesterday du jour.

Apparently, as some attempt at humor, one guy would often sing to himself, “Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone…”

J.